Luyện nghe bài hát Purp & Yellow

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ah ha
you what it is
Purp and yellow, Purp and
Purp and yellow, Purp and

[Chorus - Wiz
ah ha, you know what it is
I do, I do it big
Yeah ah ha, screaming nothin
when I out the lot, thats stuntin
I rep my town, when you see me me you everything
and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, and yellow
I put it down the whip to my diamonds, Im in
Purp and yellow, Purp and
and yellow, Purp and yellow

[Snoop
Swish! 24, thats mamba
Snoop Dogg, he's a rhymer
collaborate, with the state
in a yellow six with the purple plates
I dip and dodge, I hit 3 and
and chips, bounce pass down to Pau Gasol
we dont give a damn the big 3
LA Lake show we to 3 peat
and you can bet, on the set
Ron Artest to get wet
Im on the flo' and thats a
sittin' next to uncle blazin' up the purple sack

[Chorus - Wiz

Louie don
purple 24?s, Lambo Im ridin'
top blew the guts doors suicide
Stuff in the wood, n-ggas know we gon kill
blow it in the air boy, they gon feel that
and yellow, purp and yellow
watch me like you sittin' with Phil at
ten car caravan Aston Martin's and all them hood
them Cutlass's them Cadillacs's that leather be grippin' wood tips
I was born up in the wood, claim Compton bet you aint know
pops taught me how to get low in the clap
went from a boy to a king, any I five five four that
n-gga better know that, boy they
off shotty
what sayin'? nothin to a boss
I put two in that LeCar
I through f-ckin n-ggas off
hop in truck and get lost
you wit a king not Gretzky
even if ya let me, keep yo girl wetter Game on a jet ski
Oo, cool, who say he than a baby's ass
was a dope boy we still spendin 80?s cash
look on that Mercedes dash, boy you what it is
on a scarecrow on my way to see the Wiz

[Chorus - Wiz

Ridin' Rose greens, Compton, California
turn on the wrong street might bang on ya
home of the baby, yea you know its purp and yellow
take a hit of what I got, I bet it have you seeing
But I'm an angel though, and your girls a
its money everything, girl you know the vision
never been a mark if ya with it we can cut ya
brought out 50 blew up the city, Saddam Hussein
Ink the label baby, everything else is f-ckin boring
I'm at Roscoes eatin wit some chicks who
I took your girlfriend you boy you's a mark
my white do the Wiz Khalifa, push to start

[Chorus